At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The frosty wind blows away the guest's clothes, and the cold sun shines on the return trip

In the carriage next door, Xie Chunxi's eyes were empty. The knowledge in his heart is better than that of a thousand sons. If he doesn't have a son, he doesn't have a son, and he doesn't know how to take a concubine, so why is Li Pan'er so persistent.

Xie Yuezhong looked at the Li family still making noise on the street corner in the distance and sighed heavily. road:

"Chunxi, old man, I still have a few more years to live. After I know my love, I can only rely on you. As for those continuations, don't even think about it. If my mother is like this, my stepmother can still wait for her to know her as her own child. ?"

For a long time, the light in Xie Chunxi's eyes slowly gathered. Yes, he still had the will. His grandfather had always hoped that he would be admitted to the Juren Examination.

When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and he said, "What are you talking about? How come you don't have a few years to live? My grandson also plans to take the Jinshi exam to show you."

Xie Chunxi smiled bitterly and continued: "I have never thought about resuming the string."

"If I can pass the exam, I will go to the ancestral graves to burn a few more sticks of incense and become a Jinshi. Zhiyi is already eight years old, and he is not yet ready to be a father." Xie Yuezhong ruthlessly rejected the cake drawn by Xie Chunxi.

Xie Chunxi was a low-achiever in the academy examination and almost missed out on being a scholar.

The shocked Xie Chunxi sat up straight and said unconvinced: "No, grandfather. Is there anyone who attacks the ambition like you? What if my Taoist heart is damaged? What will I do after I know my intention?"

Xie Yuezhong turned away and muttered in a low voice: "You have a devilish Taoist heart." Only the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed that the old man was in a good mood.

Sitting in the car was Xie Zhuqing, who was in the air. The two brothers Xie Zhushu looked at each other and smiled. It's great that the high-spirited but unreliable Uncle Chunxi from three years ago is coming back again.

The two carriages drove slowly towards the county government office. A few days ago, the county government had announced that the county examination in the second year of Yongping would be held on the first day of February.

This time, brothers Zhuqing and Zhushu went to Deji Hall for follow-up consultation with Xie Zhiyi and Taishu Gong, and went to the ceremony room to sign up together.

Xie Zhushu opened a corner of the car curtain and poked half of his face out, feeling the excitement on the street.

A donkey, for some reason, stood on the street and refused to leave. The old man pulled hard on the donkey's harness, but it still didn't move. No wonder people call people stubborn and donkeys, this donkey is really stubborn.

A patrolling government official saw it and quickly came over to help drag the donkey aside. The old man took two big cabbages from the car and insisted on stuffing them into the arms of the Yamen servant. The two of them were pushing them over, and I pushed them over.

A smile appeared on Xie Zhushu's green face. Zhu Qing saw it and asked softly: "What did you see, so happy?"

"A stubborn donkey that refuses to leave." Xie Zhushu replied.

The scene of prosperous times mentioned by Uncle Tingjiang is probably like this. Nowadays, livestock can enter the city and have special parking areas, but the original ten cents have been reduced to one cent.

Many elderly people who live far away from Jiangling City can also go into the city to sell some home-grown vegetables. Even if they can't be sold out, they won't be able to get back all the parking fees.

As soon as the two carriages drove into the streets of the county government office, they saw that the queue of students applying for the exam had already lined up outside the county government office.

Xie Mingcheng looked at the long queue in front of him and said with a sad face: "Why are there so many people? If I fail the exam, wouldn't it be very embarrassing for Yu Heng?"

Xie Yuheng held his elder brother's strong forearm and carefully stepped on the horse stool to get out of the car. He smiled and said: "The imperial examination is not just about thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge. It doesn't matter, Yu Heng is thick-skinned and is not afraid that my second brother will not do well in the exam."

The main reason is that the imperial court has not held any scientific examinations during the three years of war, so they will all take the exams next year.

Xie Zhiyi sat in the carriage, his envious eyes falling on Xie Mingcheng. Even if Mingcheng didn't study well, he could still take part in the imperial examination.

He waved his hands to Xie Yuheng and the others, indicating that they could sign up with peace of mind. A vague thought flashed through my mind, recruiting disciples and taking the female medical examination.

.....

Xie Chunxi led five of them to line up. He was a scholar and he wanted to vouch for a few people.

I thought to myself: Fortunately, it was not the case in the previous dynasty where a first-class scholar had to be a junior to be the guarantee, otherwise he would not be qualified to be a junior scholar.

A Yamen servant who looked familiar to Xie Yuheng ran over after seeing the group of people and said politely: "The Lord Ting has important matters to discuss with the county magistrate."

The implication is that when you go, you can sign up for the reception room directly, have a sip of tea and take a break before coming out. Save yourself the trouble of queuing up here in the cold weather.

Feeling the gazes coming from around him, Xie Yuheng declined with a smile. It is reasonable for her to be given special care by Marquis Ting, but not for other Xie children who participated in the imperial examination. It's better not to let go of this hatred.

Xie Mingli took out a small purse from his sleeve pocket and handed it to the yamen servant while avoiding the eyes of everyone, saying it was money for the yamen servant to buy wine to warm up.

But generally speaking, government officials do not drink alcohol. Yamen servants must report to their superiors in advance if they drink alcohol, so as to avoid sudden emergencies due to drinking, such as being unable to find the person, or finding the person who is drunk.

The yamen servant took it, and the smile on his face became more sincere. He said: "The younger one has resigned first. If Marquis Ting has something to do, just call him younger. The younger one's name is Hu Jinrong, and he lives in Lane 18, South Street."

"Do you need to introduce yourself to say hello now?" Xie Mingcheng looked at the yamen's leaving figure, and Monk Erzhang was confused.

Xie Yuheng held Mrs. Tang in his arms and exhaled a breath of white mist helplessly. After the third test, it would be better to let the second brother learn martial arts. If you enter the officialdom with this kind of brain, you will not be beaten to death by the civil servants.

Time passed quickly while joking and joking, and soon it was Xie Yuheng's turn to enter the ceremony room.

After submitting the household registration, Xie Chunxi accepted bail. The clerk took them to the next room and recorded the identities and appearances of several people, including their height, physical features, and black and white complexions.

The size of the beard of the uncle in front must be recorded. If you cut off your beard before the exam, it will not be counted as a separate person.

Xie Yuheng saw the writing on his piece of paper, his face was pale and he looked slightly sick...

Xie Zhushu murmured in a low voice: "What if Yu Heng recovers from his illness before the exam and looks rosy."

The clerk patiently explained: "It's nothing wrong. We all know Tinghou anyway." It's a joke. His Majesty appointed Tinghou to take the imperial examination and become an official. Who would blame such a small problem for his long life.

After leaving the county office, Xie Yuheng suggested buying new year's goods. Xie Zhushu and others also took advantage of the situation and said they wanted to go to the bookstore to buy books, so they divided into two groups.

The three of them each gnawed on a hot meat bun. Xie Mingcheng swallowed a mouthful of meat and praised: "This Liangzhou meat bun has a different flavor. By the way, isn't Mr. Si a native of Jiaozhou? New Year's Eve is approaching. Return to Jiaozhou?"

Xie Yuheng held the meat buns in both hands. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I probably won't reply, but second brother, please don't mention this in front of your husband."

Xie Mingli had some suspicions in his mind. Mr. Si has been here for so long, but he has never received a letter from home, nor has he ever mentioned his family. I think it's either because the relationship between Yu and his family is extremely bad, or...

Hearing this, Xie Mingcheng said happily: "That's great, let's just buy a sheep and let the husband try roasting the whole sheep tonight." It's not because he wants to eat it.